Mother’s Day

I went to bed early, slept well and then decided to completely skip my morning routine. Guess who didn’t do much the rest of the day either?

I was totally captivated by reading „All the Rage“ (very good book but it is making me very angry) but it also changed my mood, of course. Add to that my ambivalence about Mother’s Day and the fact that I was completely convinced that both my husband and my son would forget about Mother’s Day and the result was that I basically snapped at my husband first thing in the morning before he had actually said anything.

He had not forgotten about Mother’s Day.

He got hit with my complete tangle of emotions about all the things, including getting flowers (I love flowers, but they are bad for the environment and costly, I could also buy some myself, but…) and that resulted in a conflict that lasted for most of the day.

Lovely.

He then went outside and re-injured his trigger finger for this:

I am also all emotionally bunched up about publishing and the gazillion tasks that brings and was very aware of the fact that Sunday afternoon is basically the only free time I have.

Or at least that is the lie I tell myself. I mean, I’m writing this at 10 on a Monday morning. This is free time. I won’t start teaching until three. And yes, I want to go for a run, take a shower, eat lunch and do some housework before then but still. No free time. Sure.

But yesterday I called my mother on the phone, we only talked briefly (I don’t send my mother flowers either, by the way), then my husband and I talked some more. I planned my week while he was cooking and then there was lunch:

Then I did the traditional, sitting around waiting for the boy to show up and for the perfect point in time to actually tart working on the thing while playing silly games and reading. 

The boy showed up pretty late for only a minute or so and we negotiated an earlier start time for bodyweight training. He is somewhat pressed for time at the moment as well because in addition to his studies he is also taking part in a War Thunder tournament and has been playing a role-playing game on Discord with friends.

So I had a little more than an hour for the actual work I had been wanting to do.

I spent most of that on playing a puzzle game on my iPad and then managed to finally insert a really ugly sign-up form into my author website. ::facepalm::

The boy and I did bodyweight training. I ate dinner while he was taking a shower. We watched episode 2 of the latest season of ‚Doctor Who‘. It was solid and fun, very silly in places.

I watched an episode of ‚Filter‘ after that. That episode was only silly, nothing more. That whole thing with the alpaca didn’t need to be in there. At all. I’m not quite sure if I’ll continue watching. I might also just give up and rewatch ‘Word of Honor‘ for the third time instead.

Then I did that thing where you sit and watch ‚just one more short video‘ on YouTube and went to bed too late.

I’d say I’ll do better today but I already skipped yoga and writing. But still. The day isn’t done yet.